"However, I have a few conditions."
Beneath the moonlight, Lin Sheng spoke slowly.
"Please, name them," He Ping said, nodding immediately.
"First, I won't get involved in your feud with the Crimson Prison Society." Lin Sheng raised one finger.
"Second, I'll offer guidance only when it's convenient for me. I make no guarantees about how often."
He Ping answered without hesitation. "Agreed!"
"Third, our cooperation must remain secret."
"Of course!" He Ping promised solemnly. "I swear in the name of all the ancestors of the Oath of Embers that I will never disclose any information about you."
Only after seeing the other man agree did Lin Sheng show a trace of satisfaction.
Although he was interested in the so-called Transcendent Cultivation Art, he had no intention of putting himself in danger, much less letting someone else use him as their weapon.
He raised his hand and accepted the metal token.
A sweep of his mental power immediately drew his attention to the contents recorded within.
He had to admit that the Transcendent Cultivation Art was truly exquisite. Its insights into controlling and using Inferno Power were distinctive; a single glance made it clear how it compared with the Purgatory Body-Burning Fist Manual.
"Here's to a fruitful partnership." Lin Sheng put away the token and spoke softly.
He Ping let out a long breath, a sincere smile finally appearing on his face. "To a fruitful partnership. In three days, I'll send someone over with the corresponding supplementary cultivation resources."
He hesitated briefly, then added, "If you don't mind, could that unworthy disciple of mine... occasionally come to seek your guidance?"
Lin Sheng considered it briefly. "Yes, but notify me beforehand."
"Thank you!" He Ping bowed deeply, a flicker of delight crossing his eyes.
Watching He Ping leave, Lin Sheng rubbed the